This weekend lots of people told me, "Happy Mother's Day!" Though I appreciated the sentiment, I must admit that it was quite strange. I'm not really a mom, but yet I am. As my friend Sarah said on Friday afternoon, "You are eating right, exercising, taking care of it, and buying it things. Isn't that a mom?" I suppose she is right.
On another note, t 25 1/2 weeks, Baby Carney is moving around like crazy! I have been trying to look for times of day that movement happens most, but I don't know that I have discovered anything. My favorite is when it's hard enough that I can see it on the outside of my belly.
We'd been hoping Brent could feel it for a couple weeks now, and he had felt some gentle kicks and squirms. That is until Friday night. The baby kicked him hard! It's about time! All he could say was, "Doesn't that feel weird?" Well, of course it does! However, it also reminds me that there is a life inside of me. How happy!
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How fun! I'm just now beginning to feel the good jabs, too. I'm glad Brent finally got a high-five from your little one.
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